"Master Religion, it's not good, it's not good!"
At this time, in an underground place, a man came to the leader in a panic, with only panic on his face.
The man on the main seat was holding a portrait in his hand. In the picture was a silly face of a dada duck surfing on a waterfall with two knives in his hands.
He was very pious and placed this stupid face in the shrine, as if he was worshiping and praying.
After hearing the panic and fuss of his men, the leader just turned around in displeasure with a scowl on his face.
"Why are you so alarmed?" The leader had tried his best to suppress his dissatisfaction.
He was carrying out the greatest divine revelation, contacting the original gods in the subspace through this portrait. This was the only portrait found in the subspace. However, this guy with no eyes interrupted his divine revelation. If he hadn't looked like something big had happened, the leader might have just let him feed the worms.
"It's not good, leader... It's not going to happen... It's not going to happen..." This member of the cult kept panting. He seemed to be running all the way, unable to speak properly.
"Haha, it seems that's all you have." The leader was already impatient. He was angry that his divine enlightenment was interrupted, not to mention that this subordinate kept making trouble again and again.
"If you have nothing to do, just get out!" the leader said directly. The congregants kept talking, but finally found that they could not explain clearly, so they quickly took out their tablets and handed the news to the leader.
"Crack!"
The tablet screen was crushed in an instant, and the leader's face turned red for a moment, as if his blood had warmed to anger.
"Damn it, why did such a mess happen at this most critical time?" The leader couldn't hold back for a moment.
The originally planned connection to the subspace was suddenly destroyed by the appearance of a male high school student. Then the butler who attacked and killed the male high school student also died miserably. Finally, the high-level protective umbrella controlled by them was suddenly collapsed.
It wasn't even a watchman who took action, but just an ordinary gunman.
Why are they always the ones getting hurt? What is going on in this world? Why is everything not going well lately?
"Leader, this isn't the worst. What's even worse is that the male high school student is here!" The congregant cried in despair.
"Now that we're here, let's stay here forever. It's really bad luck. As long as we kill that high school student, we will hibernate. This is the last step before we hide." The leader gave the order directly.
Their Truth Religion could no longer hold on under the repeated blows. Ever since the male high school student destroyed the subspace connection, everything had gone wrong for them, as if they had encountered the god of plague.
What bad luck!
It even forces them to lie dormant and wait for the next person to be controlled to become a high-level person again.
But before that, let’s kill that weird high school boy to worship the gods.
After killing the male high school student who kept affecting their plans again and again, they would stop...
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After Qiao Shuya found the best hotel nearby and rented two rooms, he did not rest and directly contacted the Watcher branch in Nagano Prefecture to learn about a small church called "Happiness Society".
The Watcher branch here in Nagano Prefecture is very small, just a two-story temporary office, with only a dozen or so garrison personnel including logistics.
But they do have some information about the Happiness Club.
The Happiness Club appeared not long ago. It may have been under another name before, but it has been renamed.
This is normal. There are thousands of unpopular churches like District 11, and many small sects change their names, disband, or are reestablished every day.
Qiao Shuya left after getting the information he wanted. This time he directly asked Yuan Zhiai to drive a jeep to a countryside, away from the hustle and bustle of Nagano Prefecture.
There were grandparents and grandmothers around. When they saw Qiao Shuya and his jeep, they were all sitting at the door whispering. If Yuan Zhiai wanted to go up and ask anything, they would close the door immediately.
In this way, the environment here seems very strange.
At this moment, the village was extremely quiet, and Qiao Shuya directly found several meeting places, focusing on looking for things like shrines or brochures.
"Master, what are we looking for?" Yuan Zhi'ai asked in a low voice.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that this place was eerie and scary. It was obviously a gathering place, but why was it built in such a twisted and dark way.
She didn't even know why, but she always felt like she was being watched.
"The name Xingfuhui only appeared recently, but this church was not established recently. It has a history of at least several decades. However, they can always gather the former members again after changing their names." Qiao. Shua said that these are information from the Nagano Prefecture Watchmen Association.
"Is there anything strange about this?" Loli JK was very confused.
"This can show that Nagano Prefecture is very likely to be the base of the church, at least one of its important strongholds. And if Matsushita Takuya is not a madman, then the intelligence he provided in the previous commission is at least 50% credible. , which means that the high-ranking official who was shot was most likely a member of the Xingfu Society." Qiao Shuya said.
"So, Master, does this have anything to do with our current investigation?" Yuan Zhiai still didn't understand.
"It doesn't have anything to do with it." Qiao Shuya returned directly, "But have you heard of fishing?"
"I seem to understand a little bit..." Yuan Zhi'ai felt that she knew Qiao Shuya's intention for a moment.
They don't really need to investigate and find any conclusive evidence. They just need to package themselves as docile little sheep. Especially the two little sheep who are alone. Someone will naturally take the bait and defend themselves.
In fact, they just need to find an excuse to intervene in this matter. They are not from the Metropolitan Police Department, so they do not need a strict chain of evidence.
"Found it." Qiao Shuya suddenly found a piece of paper from the shrine.
This is just a picture printed on A4 paper, just with the plastic seal added.
And above this is a stupid face of a Dada Duck.
At this time, in the distance, just as Qiao Shuya guessed, when they entered the village and were seen by the old men and women, someone followed them.
A congregant disguised as a villager watched Qiao Shuya and the two from a distance. After seeing Qiao Shuya find the duck head in the shrine, he immediately made a phone call.
"Director in charge, the person who finished the work actually left a sacred painting that has not been recovered. We have been discovered. Are you ready to take action?" He whispered on the phone without looking at the situation over there.
However, at this time, he only felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He turned around in confusion and saw only a young male high school student.
"Are you looking for me?" The male high school student's fist glowed with blue light.
